Friday October 27, 2023
I shower and dress; start coffee. Outside loud bass booms. I stand in the middle of rue Acorn and look towards downtown, bright against the predawn sky. A car by the men’s mission, taillights glow red, it vibrates with the tempo. I miss moments I’ll never live again.
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